Oh little G-man, you got so much love, little G-man.

The story:

At my high school football practice one morning, it was pouring rain so the coaches moved the practice into our gym and the radio was on playing a "new" song from Elton John.

As we were all standing around chatting just before practice, one of the characters on our team, a defensive lineman, huge guy, half Japanese,half Hawaiian guy, breaks into song...

and sings..."Oh little G-Man, you got so much love, little G-Man!"

After he was done singing, he informed us it was a song about a detective or a police officer, and I said "Really, a detective named Jeannie?"

He said, "Jeannie?...no it's G-Man."

At that point, I suggested that perhaps his helmet had not been doing its job of protecting him from injuring his head.